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Alex stepped back and shook his head, as if suddenly coming to himself. He cleared his throat and zipped his fly, the ice returning to his eyes. “That was”—he paused, as if searching for the right word—“unexpected.” He added nothing to this remark, instead glancing again at his watch. Mara shifted uncomfortably, angry at herself for her strong, physical reaction to the man, determined not to let herself be so vulnerable again. Alex was the enemy, not a lover.
“Come and use the toilet before we get started. You’ve got a long session ahead.”
Mara didn’t like the sound of that at all. She stole an anxious glance at the bondage chair as Alex herded her toward a sliding pocket door just beyond the galley kitchen. He slid the door open and gestured her inside. To her dismay, he followed her into the bathroom, which contained a toilet, a sink and a shower in the corner, no curtain or door to partition it from the rest of the small room.
Alex moved toward the shower and turned on the water. “Go on,” he said. “Take a piss and wash your cunt.” Mara stood uncertainly. He made no move to leave the room. He glared at her. Hesitantly, she moved toward the toilet. “No,” he said with an impatient shake of his head. “You can go right there in the shower. I want to watch.”
Mara moved to the shower, trying to block Alex’s continued presence from her mind. The water was lukewarm against her back. She did need to pee, and she was anxious to soap away the semen now trickling down her inner thigh. She’d been naked for twenty-four hours, she’d been tortured and raped by this man and others, so what difference did it make if she peed in front of him? Her rational mind told her this, but her body refused to cooperate. She stood there, her bladder full, unable to release the flow.
Mara could feel Alex’s eyes on her as he tapped his boot impatiently against the tiled floor. Closing her eyes, she willed herself to relax, to let go. Finally, thankfully, a hot trickle of urine splashed between her legs and then her bladder let go and emptied. Keeping her head averted from the prying stare of her captor, Mara quickly rinsed herself and then soaped her body and rinsed once more.
Alex leaned around her and turned off the shower. He thrust a towel at her and Mara dried herself. When she began, reflexively, to wrap the towel around her body, Alex yanked it away and dropped it on the floor. “You know better than that.”
He opened a drawer beneath the sink and withdrew a wooden box. From the box, he removed a large, flesh-colored dildo with a flat base and a smaller, slim black rubber phallus, also with a flat base, and set them both upright on the counter. Reaching into another drawer, he produced a tube of lubricant.
He picked up the dildo and squirted some lube over its head. Turning to her, he said matter-of-factly, “Spread your legs and squat so I can insert this into your cunt.”
Her face blazing, Mara did as she was told. She held her breath as he eased the fat rubber cock slowly into her until only the base showed between her labia.
“Don’t let it fall out. You’ll keep that in until I decide otherwise.” Alex stared at her, apparently waiting for some kind of response.
“Yes, sir,” Mara muttered, her eyes skittering toward the phallus still on the counter, her sphincter contracting reflexively.
Alex, following her gaze, picked up the plug. “Do you know what this is?”
Biting her lip, Mara nodded hesitantly.
“Answer a direct question,” Alex snapped. “And address me properly.”
“It’s-it’s an anal plug, I think, sir.”
He nodded with a smirk. “Correct.” He lubricated the plug and gestured with it. “Bend over and grab your ankles. Hold that position while I insert the plug into your ass.”
Moving carefully to keep the dildo from dislodging from her pussy, Mara did as she was told, glad at least her face was hidden. She jerked slightly forward as the gooey tip of the plug nudged against her asshole.
“Relax,” Alex admonished. “It goes in easier if you relax.”
Mara pressed her lips together to keep from snarling an angry retort. To her relieved surprise, the plug slid in easily enough, except the last flared bit, which stretched her uncomfortably wide. “It’s in.” Alex gave the end of the plug a pat. “You can stand up now. Remember, keep those in place. Let’s go.”
Mara followed Alex awkwardly out of the bathroom, unaccustomed to the feeling of fullness between her legs. The anal plug was firmly lodged inside her, but she had to walk carefully to keep the dildo in place as she walked.
Alex led her to the bondage chair and pointed. “Sit,” he ordered, as if addressing a dog. Mara perched gingerly on the edge of the padded leather seat, trying to adjust herself to accommodate the phalluses inside her. She noticed then the small wheels attached at the bottom of each chair leg, though they appeared to be locked in place, not budging as she sat.
